I don't like blogging here anymore...

Xanga's a hostile environment...therefore, I've been blogging on Myspace instead.  Granted, it's still not frequent by any stretch of the imagination, but I'm not getting harassed by people I don't know anymore.

For those who are wondering, "Harassed?  Really?  Does Amy write anything that should prompt harassment?"...the answer is no, I don't.  I think the real question is, "Why don't these people have anything better to do?"

I am curious about one thing, though...there appears to be someone from California that is reading my blog, even though I haven't been posting recently.  This could mean one of two things:

1. Since CA was mentioned in my previous entry, perhaps people are clicking on it after doing a Google or Yahoo search for "California"
2. I have a fan in CA.

If the answer is 2, I'd like to know you, Fan.  Leave a girl a comment.

Also...I'm also being visited by someone from IN who is hiding their identity.  I'm not quite sure why anyone would feel the need to hide something like that.  However, I just want this person to know that I'm on to them.

Fin.

::Edit::  California mystery solved...I did a bit of research, and apparently I don't have a fan in CA...its just the stupid "search bots".   However, if you are from CA and want to be my fan, I'd be excited.

Since obviously the last one confused people (we all know what he's trying to say, but he definitely is saying something else...) I'll put a new one up.

"Rarely is the question asked:  Is our children learning??"

--Dubya; Florence, CA  1/11/2000

I don't know...is they?

"I want to appreciate those of you who wear our nation's uniform for your sacrifice."

--Dubya, January 14, 2005

Today's Bushism...

"Families is where our nation finds hope, where wings take dream."

--Dubya; La Crosse, WI; 10/18/00

Clearly this was one of the days he was on drugs.

In a completely unrelated note, Daylight Savings Time rocks...for all those skeptics out there, let me just say that the rest of the country has been doing this for a LONG time and nothing disasterous has ever come of it.  Also, you will love the extra daylight during the summer...I know I'll be spending the extra time at the Riley Towers pool, and those who do not like DST will NOT be invited.  I take this issue seriously.  Just ask Guy.  He got kicked out of my house once for arguing with me about it.

I'm officially the most brilliant person in Indianapolis...

Sometimes I astound even myself.

For those of you that don't know, my office is right smack dab on Monument Circle.  With the Final Four, it's a pretty exciting place to be this week.

Except for the traffic restrictions.

To that end, I decided to walk to work all week...I mean, I want to make a habit of it anyways, so this week was a good week to start in earnest.  When I left the apartment today, the rain wasn't so bad.  I got my mini-purse umbrella and headed on my way.

Then, the torrential downpour started.

Not only this, but I don't think the drivers on the road recognized that there was several inches of water standing by the curb so they drove right through it...fast.  So I was splashed.

I'm currently sitting in my cube at my office with jeans soaked up to my thighs.  I removed my shoes and socks so that they can dry a little bit and I literally was able to squeeze water out of them.  Thankfully, my co-worker lent me her space heater.  The combo of the wet clothes and the wounded ego has me in a very sour mood.

Worst. Morning. Ever.